“I’m coming! Clam your horses!” What’s got his pants twisted? I thought to myself. He knows I hate it when they boss me around. Yes, I know I am the youngest of the family but I am still sixteen. Definitely not two! But even though they do that I still love them to death. They are everything to me, my best friends, brothers, and my life.
I have my twin Easton who is a complete goofball, Grayson that’s in 12th grade and likes to think he is the boss. I also have Matt and Ashton who are twins and partners in crime. Aston is going through a hard time though. He and his girlfriend broke up hard and he took it hard. But that's ok because we all have each other.
As I finally made my way down …show more content…
As I made my way to the field I felt everyone eyes on me. They were staring at me like I was a crazy lunatic that need to be put back in asylum. I put on my cleats on and started to walk over to all the boys. I can do this I thought to myself. I held my head up high as I stopped right in front of everyone.
“Take a picture it will last longer” I said to them
“What the hell are you doing?” Ash screamed.
“I told you I am trying out for the football team. So here I am ready to play some football.”
“Whatever I just can't wait to see your face when you don't make the team.”
“Shut Up dude! She is still your sister” Jason said I gave him a thankful look and turned to coach. “Are we going to stand here like statues or are we going to play some football?!” I asked coach. “Alright separate up into positions” coach instructed everyone. So I found my position… kicker. “I bet she can’t even kick it two feet” whispered somebody “Give her a chance!” yelled Jason “Hope here's your chance” said coach “I am going to give you five footballs to kick into the field goal. We will start close and then get …show more content…
As I put the football on the ten yard line everyone's attention was on me. I slowly backed up and kicked the ball in between the goal post. Next I have to take a few steps back on the fifteen yard line. After I cleared my mind and made my kick the ball went directly through the uprights. I took another steps pack to the twenty yard line. Cleared my mind again and prayed that I will make it. I kicked the ball again and watched as the ball went sailing in between the post yet again. Yes I thought to myself! That was as easy as a piece of cake. But now I have the daunting thirty yard line that will make this try a forty yard field goal. I took a deep breath and slipped into focus. It was just me, the football, and the field goal. I took another deep breath and then started to the football. I planted my foot on the grass next the football while my right leg made contact to the ball. The football went flying to the air and a smile slowly spread upon my face. I DID